There is a red made for every woman, and a woman who knows her red, ain’t supposed to be messed with. If I were a color, I know I’d be red. I am a Ruby Woo on my lips, Merlot for my hair, crimson on my feet and I know for a fact that I am Marcella on my...

The Unapologetic Curvy Boho She is like the wind through the trees… She is like the mellows in the meadows She is the light of your star… the moon of my path… She is the one I intend to be. She’s there when you thought light dawned… She stood by your side when life...

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